Raine: Ow! I wish my shoes still fit. How do Keidran stand walking barefoot all the time?
Sythe: You get used to it. Aaah~! But I must admit, it’s nice to take a load off.
Maren: Ugh. I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to it. It’s still so strange to see you this way, with all that… fur.
Raine: Sorry. I know it bothers you. But believe me, if you think that’s awkward, try being the one who has to wear the f—
BRUSH!
Raine: Eep!
Raine: Maren! W-what are you doing?
Maren: Brushing you. Your fur is tangled and matted all over. You clearly don’t know how to care for it. Don’t take this the wrong way, but I used to have a dog I groomed all the time.
Maren: Dishevelled fur is kind of a pet-peeve of mine. It’s why I try to avoid looking at Sythe.
Sythe: You know you love it!
Maren: So hold still and let me know if this hurts.
Raine: N-no… This… this is nice.
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